The sweet it hurts, the deeper it stabs; it's about the flower he cherished only to see it dried; he knew flowers appease the soul, but it never lasts long, yet it bloomsthe most. ~GeorgeGeorge went to his room, thinking about the little interaction with Shrey and Shrey; he felt happy, but at the same time, his mood was melancholic. His family was incomplete. He has to bring his daughter back.He was sitting restlessly on Sofa and thinking about his next move.He has a gut feeling that John knows something about the accident; he thought to call his subordinate, who suggested meeting with John.But his attempt to call him was wasted; he didn't pick up his call.He felt anxious about his subordinate's security and started pacing back and forth in his room.he sighed and calmed himself down, and called to call his assistants. "Good mo-morning, sir," She wished, yearning.He bit his lips when he realized it was only half-past three and he was disturbing someone's sleep."Lisa, I want y

That's it, no more fear. Just pretend everything was normal, chanting this to myself, punching my left hand on the right hand and pressing my lips in a thin line, and gathering some confidence, I sat beside George on the bed.His scrutinizing gaze never left me; I wanted to hold his jaw and turn his face to another side. But no, I am not here to do this, right.?Oh, and this awkward silent ah, it's killing me. I came here to comfort him, but I didn't know how to comfort him, so taking a deep breath, I decided to answer his question, "there is nothing to be scared about." The word right was silent, not because of his presence next to me, but about the worry plastered on his face, which was visible in thin lines of wrinkles on his forehead."So why are you sweating then?" he asked, coming closer to me, and the distance between us was getting shorter. He smirked when he saw me startled."N-no, I'm not." Ahh, I hate myself for stuttering at this moment; never mind, I attempted to wipe my

"OK, mother," he murmured as he kissed my cheeks and walked away, and I sighed and got on the bed to take my medications and rest.Only 2 minutes later, I heard Luke squealing with delight when his nanny assisted him with his morning ritual.He ran up to me, hugged me tightly, and placed his head on my lap. With a slight smile on my face, I caressed his head.Luke remarked, staring intently into my eyes with eyes full of hope, "Mommy, Luke wants to go for a walk."I was hesitant since I wasn't sure whether we should go for a walk together, but when Mr. Hemsworth offered that I could go for a walk with maids or bodyguards, I thought to see Louis as well, as it's been 2 days since I last saw him, and I also want to check his wounds and locate his new location as I recall now his home was sold to Mr. Hemsworth, so I sighed and shrugged my mind and said, "Sure darling, but let me first speak with your father." "Mom, but dad and Uncle Alex is going to bring Kenny," he murmured with pursed

They exited the car and walked up to the five-story, eerie building, wondering why John had picked it as the location for their meeting.George took a deep breath and measured the results of entering the building while Alex turned toward his older brother to make a move. Although he had no fear, he didn't want to jeopardize his or his brother's lives at this time.Without glancing at his brother and donning his black goggles, George remarked, "Let's go," and he began to enter.Alex quickly caught up to him, while Shrey and Jenna halted their car a little distance away from the building and away from George's viewpoint.When Jenna watched George and Alex enter the building, she said, "Ma'am should we go inside.""No not now, we arrived here unprepared, and if we walked inside, we would endanger our lives as well as George, Alex, and Kendall's lives," said Shrey as she turned to face their slowly vanishing forms. In response, she just nodded and wondered how she could remain so composed

When we went inside, we saw John laying on the floor with his mouth taped and his hands and legs tied to a broken chair.As I quickly approached him, I glanced in Alex’s direction and nodded to watch the gate until our man indicates their arrival.After quickly removing the tape, I asked him, "Are you okay John?" to which he groaned in agony. "Yes, sir," he replied, and I hastily opened his hands and asked him the most key question. "Why are you trapped here and where is Kendall?"He took a big breath and began explaining, "She is 68 km east from here, in a similar building as this but more secured and guarded, the spot is prohibited to go, since it is defended by Range Forest officer itself, which is totally controlled under mafia queen Evelyn as 35% of the smuggling of animals skin, and Sex trafficking globally she carries on from here."When he added the word sex trafficking which frequently involves young innocent girls, the idea didn't sit well in my brain. I face palmed myself a